Saturday, August 27, 2016

Schedules And Upheaval: Not For The Timid #psychodrama #lifehappens #writing

So, here's the thing. I don't typically get into a lot of stories about the very personal aspects of my life, and this isn't going to be a huge reveal either, but I do feel that I need to at least share why I'm sooooo behind on several stories that I'd promised you would be out by now. Hell, I'd promised them to myself! While I am apologizing to you, my amazing readers who I truly cherish, I'm also venting some of my own frustration that this has happened. I can't figure out what's keeping me awake more at night: the stress in my life or the irritation at not being able to write several stories yet that I've had planned for ages. It is also my belated apology to those who thought I would be at conventions I'd signed up for, but which I backed out of at the last minute, or left early from or arrived late to.

I'm going to take you back to February 28th of 2015. Six weeks prior to that, I'd quit my horrific EDJ to fulfill my carefully planned dream (Ah, the best laid plans of mice and men. You know it Steinbeck.) of writing fulltime. Did I work tirelessly, 60 - 70 hours per week for three years so I could save up for such a risky venture? Heck yes! I'm no idiot *cough cough*. But then, six weeks into my dream existence with my meticulously thought-out writing schedule in place, I got a very unexpected phone call.

One of my daughters found herself in the midst of a crisis, and it rocked my world almost as much as hers. It was one of those moments where you drop absolutely everything and book the very next flight to a destination a thousand miles away from home. I thought at the time, hey, I can help her out with this, go into Extreme Mom mode, stick around for a couple of weeks for moral support, then go back home. Fast forward to four and a half months later.

Had that been the only thing going on, it would've been bad enough. But more family events occurred (Hey, why not? No drama was left untouched!) to create yet more upheaval, and through all of that? I kept writing. Part of it was deadlines and part of it was that I'd quit my other job, which ironically, I probably would've had to do anyway. I was thankful, and still am, that all I needed was my laptop and an internet connection to continue my career and pay my bills from wherever I was. Of course, the unrelenting psychodrama caused me to miss some of my deadlines, which then of course, put me further behind in my series installments.

A couple of projects got sidelined in order to make room for those installments so that you could at least have those while I waited pointlessly for things to settle down. For example, the Biking Bad follow-ups and the full-length novel of Soaring Past Death from the DRITC short are postponed until 2017. Theo and Francesco's story from The Hampton Road Club probably won't be out until next spring if I'm lucky. And I'm so behind on my free blog stories (I swear, Michael and Javier will be done soon!) that it's ridiculous. I love my men. I want all of them to get their stories and they're in my head driving me crazy at night as I try to fall asleep. But during the day when I'm awake and could be writing them all down, something else will happen to derail my plans for that day.

Not all of the past eighteen months has been because of the events in that one daughter's life (although it's not resolved yet), there was actually a much more recent one that happened at the end of May that wins the Suckfest Grand Prize in my life for the past decade, possibly more. This incident involved broken trust, shattered hopes and piles of angst to the tenth power. Oh, and some thievery too to keep it interesting. You may notice a slight shift in the depth of emotion in some of my stories as a result. Gotta find the positive in everything, right?

In conclusion, it's going to take me a while before I get even marginally close to where I thought I'd be at the beginning of 2015. Or at the very least, where I'd hoped I'd be soon. I no longer want to make definitive promises to anyone in terms of exact dates when books will be out, unless they've already been written, edited and formatted, because it seems that every time I do, yet another crisis rears it's ugly head. Why I'm not strapped up in the corner of a dark room frothing at the mouth right now is beyond me.

But you know what? If it hadn't been for the escape I've had while writing, I believe I would've fallen apart and that might not be too much of an exaggeration. So thank you, thank you, thank you. Without the support and love and encouragement from all you wonderful readers, I might not have had the courage to keep going. I owe you everything. In the meantime, I'm still writing and I never want to stop. That much I can promise you.


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Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Grand Opening (Kiss of Leather 4) Out Now! #gay #BDSM #romance #newrelease

I just realized it's been 6 months since Kiss of leather 3 came out. Wow, sorry guys! Due to the crazy unpredictably of my life for the past year and half, I was once again thwarted when it came to my publication date expectations. I promise that the next installment will show up much sooner. In the meantime though, we have Josh and David's story, the grand opening of Kiss of Leather and more on the mystery surrounding Corey's kidnapping. Everyone makes an appearance in this one which was a lot of fun to write, although I'll admit that the relationship challenges Josh and David face are tough at times. Here's an exclusive snippet for you:

Josh leisurely strolled around the main area of Kiss of Leather, letting his gaze land on various sections of the finished club, appreciating each fine detail, the culmination of a year’s worth of painstaking work. The gorgeous, etched glass mirror behind the long antique bar. The red velvet chairs, artfully carved and placed in half circles of four about the room, reproduction Victorian tea tables the centerpiece of each grouping. Brass sconces with crystal drops, the lamps flickering in a facsimile of candlelight, the designer pieces mounted on the velvet-flecked, fleur-de-lis, paper-covered walls.
So beautiful.
After some discussion, they’d come to the conclusion that they wouldn’t decorate for the holidays. They hadn’t wanted decorations to distract from the first viewing that the members of the club would have.
He stilled, closed his eyes, allowed himself a moment to absorb the enormity of what he, Gavin and Derek had accomplished. With the support of our boys. In a little over an hour, the first of the exclusive guests would arrive. Anyone who’d purchased a premium membership had received an invitation—over one hundred men. But there were already close to three hundred total members, a good mixture of both Doms and subs. Approximately twenty of the Kiss of Leather staff would be on hand, which didn’t include the two extra men Stone had hired for undercover security.
After meeting privately with Tobey, he’d reassured Josh that he didn’t have a problem working opening night and that he didn’t begrudge Gavin and Kyle their happiness. Josh believed him. Tobey appeared much more confident and happy than he could ever remember him being.
Josh wandered into the area beyond the seating. At times it would be for events, such as what they were holding for the opening. At other times, it would be the dance floor. For the purposes of the night, it would serve as both. Gavin and Kyle’s collaring would take place after appetizers and socializing, then Marshall and Stone would do a special demonstration. Once they’d finished, the wooden stocks table they’d be using would be removed so that the area would be available for dancing. Kyle had fashioned the bondage table so that it appeared as if it’d originally been part of a medieval dungeon. Each nick and scratch had been artfully placed by Kyle to mimic the authenticity of the piece.
The custom bondage furniture created and built by Kyle, that’d been temporarily stored in that area, had all been moved to their proper locations throughout the club. The cross and two other large pieces were in the demonstration room downstairs, with the remaining items placed in any one of the number of private, themed rooms. The overall feel of the club was that of a dark and mysterious, yet elegant, Victorian mansion. Josh grinned. It was fucking perfect.
He inhaled deeply as he ran his hands through his hair. It was time to get dressed in his gear. 
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Monday, August 22, 2016

Tagging Mackenzie by LM Somerton #gay #BDSM #biker #romance @LMSomerton

I'm very excited to have my friend and one of my favorite authors visiting the blog today! Here's LM Somerton stopping by to discuss her new release, Tagging Mackenzie. If you love bikers, bratty subs and take charge Doms, you'll love this story! Here she is talking about what inspired her to write about a graffiti artist and a biker in the world of BDSM.

I’ve always been fascinated by the secretive world of graffiti artists and the efforts they go to placing their art. Sometimes on the train travelling to London, I’ve wondered how on earth they get to some of the spots they do without getting themselves killed. The urge to get noticed, albeit anonymously is what inspired the character of Kenzie in my short story Tagging Mackenzie. There is a fascinating dichotomy between his secret persona as a graffiti artist and his need for the Dom he crushes on, to notice him. I thought there was a nice sense of irony in using one to achieve the other.
What constitutes art to one person may not be the same for someone else. It’s only since the advent of artists like Banksy that graffiti has moved towards legitimacy. The BDSM world can also have that hint of mystery, of the underground, known only to the select few. If all forms of art can be brought out into the open and appreciated for what they are, maybe one day the same will apply to alternative lifestyles.

‘Tagging Mackenzie’ by L.M. Somerton
Achieving a Dom’s undivided attention can have unpredictable consequences.
Steele Denton’s business doing custom paint jobs for fast bikes is booming. He’s in demand and has a reputation for being a perfectionist. Tattooed and intimidating, Steele is also in demand as a Dom at his local BDSM club, Chain of Thorns. He requires perfect submission from any sub he deigns to play with.
Mackenzie Soames is desperate for Steele to notice him, but he might as well be invisible. He has no idea how to get invited into the VIP members’ area that Steele rarely strays from, so he concocts a plan to get Steele’s attention. Kenzie is a talented graffiti artist with a secret identity, known only by his tag, a pair of handcuffs. He spray-paints a BDSM scene on a wall at the side of Steele’s workshop, hoping Steele will see the security footage and track him down. However, Steele is working late and catches him in the act.
Steele recognizes Kenzie from the club and demands twenty-four hours of sexual slavery as penance for the graffiti. Kenzie has no choice but to agree and soon discovers that being Steele’s sub will either make him or break him.
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Excerpt
“Look at him, Ricky. Isn’t he the most lust-inducing man-shaped piece of yumminess you’ve ever laid eyes on?” Mackenzie Soames prodded his best friend’s biceps, causing him to yelp then pout.
“Ouch! What is the matter with you, Kenzie? Let me guess…Steele Denton just arrived.” Ricky swiveled on his stool, contorting his body to peer across the club.
“Don’t stare! He’ll see us.” Kenzie shifted subtly to the side so that Ricky’s slightly broader frame shielded his own slender body.
“Isn’t that the point? You’re not dressed like that”—Ricky waved vaguely in Kenzie’s direction—“to blend into the background. What is the point of getting all dolled up like the subby little twink you are, if you just hide behind me all the time?”
Kenzie examined his outfit with a critical eye. The red PVC trousers hung off his slim hips and molded to his thighs. The glossy sheen of the fabric reflected the club’s dim lighting. He loved the matching cuffs buckled around his wrists. They were nicely padded on the inside to protect his skin. He marked easily, which most Doms loved, but he didn’t want to put those marks there himself. He wore a black club collar indicating that he was available to play, and apart from his boots, that was it. The fine dusting of shimmering body powder didn’t count. He didn’t boast a single defined ab, let alone a six-pack, but his frame was toned and firm.
“It doesn’t matter what I wear. I could be dancing naked right in front of him and he’d walk straight by. What’s the point in putting myself out there just to get rejected?” Kenzie watched as Steele paused to chat to two leather-clad Doms at the bar.
“I don’t recall him rejecting you. He hasn’t had the chance.” Ricky used his soothing voice, the same one he most likely used on the spitting balls of furry fury at the veterinary practice where he worked as a nurse.
“Stop using the voice on me.” Kenzie couldn’t rip his gaze away from Steele’s back. It was a particularly fine example, chiefly because it topped a perfect ass hugged by well-worn leather.
“You’re drooling. You may as well be an overexcited puppy, especially with those big brown eyes of yours, so the voice is appropriate,” Ricky snarked. “Anyhoo, would you really want Steele Denton spanking your ass? He has a rep for being ultra-tough. He only plays with really well-trained subs and from what I’ve seen, he goes for big, tough types.”
“I know, I know.” Kenzie knew his deep sigh was melodramatic but he craved Steele’s attention. “I’m a sad, attention-seeking brat with a bad case of unrequited lust for tattooed dominant types. With twinkly blue eyes.” He sighed again. “He has the most amazing eyes.”
“You’re a lost cause,” Ricky said, turning back to his drink.

Bio
Lucinda lives in a small village in the English countryside, surrounded by rolling hills, cows and sheep. She started writing to fill time between jobs and is now firmly and unashamedly addicted.
She loves the English weather, especially the rain, and adores a thunderstorm. She loves good food, warm company and a crackling fire. She's fascinated by the psychology of relationships, especially between men, and her stories contain some subtle (and some not so subtle) leanings towards BDSM.
LM is winner of the National Leather Association’s Pauline Reage Award for best novel and the 2016 Golden Flogger Award for best BDSM novel in the LGBT category. She has received Honorable Mentions in the Rainbow Awards and won the Action and Adventure category of Divine Magazine’s Book Awards in 2015. You can track her down online here:

Pride Publishing page: https://www.pride-publishing.com/author/lm-somerton
Website: www.lmsomerton.com
Blog: http://www.lmsomerton.com/blog
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/lmsomertonwrites/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/lmsomerton
Pinterest: https://uk.pinterest.com/lmsomerton/
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/L.M.-Somerton/e/B00AV9XRW8




Thursday, August 18, 2016

Fame and Fortune by TM Smith ~ Available Now in Audio! #gayromance #audible #giveaway @TTCbooksandmore



Fame and Fortune

An All Cocks Story book #2






Victor Dimir moved to America with his traditional Romanian parents when he was just a child. His Romani parents taught him their traditions and how to be a shrewd business man. But it was the attention of a classmate at school that taught a teenage Victor about his sexuality. When he came out to his parents he knew it would be difficult for them to understand, but he never expected them to disown him.

Andrew Jones grew up with a single mom and his grandmother teaching him about life, he had an absentee father at best. The only thing the man ever did for Andy that stuck was buy him a camera for his thirteenth birthday. When Andrew went off to college on a scholarship to study photo journalism, he wound up falling in love with his Romanian roommate.

They became inseparable and wound up starting their own business together; a gay porn website where people could go and watch romantic gay porn instead of the rough and tough, or wham bam thank you man crap that was flooding the internet at that time. After ten years together they were still perfectly happy, they didn’t even realize something was missing, until they met a broken young man that needed a family.

Matthew Carlson was homeless, jobless and broken. He’d been on his own since he was sixteen when he ran away from home after being brutally assaulted by several other young men that he thought were his friends, and then being told he brought it on himself for being gay by his parents. Matthew has done a lot of things these last few years just to get by. When he finds the flyer for All Cocks, he decides to call and see where it leads. What has he got to lose?

Matthew has deep rooted scars that aren’t usually visible on the outside. But when he walks into All Cocks, both Victor and Andrew see them, they also see him. Can three men that didn’t even realize they needed each other get past the stigma of society to find a place of happiness, together? 

*Advisory warning: This story contains a scene of sexual assault.*






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A military brat born and raised at Ft. Benning Georgia; TM Smith is an avid reader, reviewer and writer. A Texas transplant, she now calls DFW her home. Most days she can be found curled up with a good book, or ticking away on her next novel.

Smith is a single mom of three disturbingly outspoken and decidedly different kids, one of which is Autistic. Besides her writing, she is passionate about Autism advocacy and LGBT rights. Because, seriously people, Love is Love!




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Tour Schedule...

August 15th – 
Embracing My Crazy {Spotlight & Excerpt} 
AO Chika Books {Spotlight & Guest Post}

August 16th
Bayou Book Junkie {Spotlight & Excerpt} 
Two Book Pushers {Spotlight} 

August 17th
The Purple Rose Teahouse {Spotlight & Excerpt} 

August 18th

August 19th
MM Book Escape {Spotlight & Guest Post}
Open Skye Book Reviews {Review}
Man 2 Mantastic {Spotlight}

August 22nd

August 23rd
Love Bytes {Spotlight & Exclusive Excerpt} 
All In One Place {Spotlight & Excerpt}

August 24th
The O’Raven Chronicles {Spotlight}
Triple A Author Promotion {Facebook Spotlight}
Happily Ever Chapter {Facebook Spotlight}  

August 25th
Making It Happen {Review & Excerpt} 
Sinfully Gay Book Reviews {This or That with Author and Narrator} 
Prism Book Alliance {Review &Narrator Interview} 

August 26th
Gay Media Reviews {Review & Guest Post}
Jennivie Writes {Review & Spotlight}
Wicked Fairy Tales {Spotlight}


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Monday, August 15, 2016

Bad Idea by Lily Harlem ~ Out Now! #gay #BDSM #biker #romance @lily_harlem

Bad Idea by Lily Harlem

Love hot M/M biker stories with guys who are rough, tough and determined to get what they want? If so check out Lily Harlem’s new BDSM tale about a couple who are forced to keep their love and lust secret, but when they do get together, things become explosive.



Bad ideas can sometimes be the best!

Roughneck Riders are not an MC club you mess with, least of all their rough and tough gang leader Heavy. But Heavy has a secret that has to be kept, no matter what—his heart belongs to a man. It shouldn’t. He’s supposed to be into women, like the other guys in the club. Junk is just too cute to resist, though. Add in his delectable body, his sweet submission and his willingness to accept Heavy’s sadism, and the couple are a perfect match.

Junk’s a probie, proving his worth to the club and demonstrating his mechanical know-how. He’s lived on the edge for a long time, flitting from one place to the next. But now that he’s settling in as a Roughneck, life is looking up. Not least because he’s in love—soul-eating, cock-thickening obsessive love. He can’t tell anyone about his desire for Heavy, but what he can do is push his lover’s buttons, all day, in full view of everyone, until he’s damned sure the night will bring a whole host of sinful delights and wicked punishments that will leave him marked, bruised and most of all, wholly satisfied.

Publisher's Note: This book has previously been released as part of the His Rules anthology from Pride Publishing.




About Lily Harlem

Lily Harlem lives in the UK and is an award-winning author of erotic romance. She writes for publishers on both sides of the Atlantic including HarperCollins, Totally Bound, Pride Publishing, Evernight Publishing, All Romance eBooks, Stormy Nights Publishing, Tirgearr and Sweetmeats Press. Her work regularly receives high praise and industry nominations.
Before turning her hand to writing Lily Harlem worked as a trauma nurse and her latest HarperCollins release, Confessions of a Naughty Night Nurse draws on her many experiences while nursing in London. Lily also self-publishes and The Silk Tie, The Glass Knot Cold Nights, Hot Bodies and Shared have been blessed with many 5* reviews.
Lily writes MF, MM and ménage a trois, her books regularly hit the #1 spot on Amazon Best Seller lists and Breathe You In was named a USA Today Reviewer’s Recommended Read of 2014. Her latest MM novel is Dark Warrior  and you can grab Part One of her series Caught on Camera  for FREE!
Lily also co-authors with Natalie Dae and publishes under the name Harlem Dae - check out the Sexy as Hell Trilogy - The Novice, The Player, and The Vixen - and That Filthy Book which has been hailed as a novel 'every woman should read' and is available in book stores nationwide.
One thing you can be sure of, whatever book you pick up by Ms Harlem, is it will be wildly romantic and down-and-dirty sexy. Enjoy!
Check out Lily’s website for details of her other books and her Amazon Author Page. Subscribe to her newsletter to get a FREE ebook and be the first to hear of new releases and free reads, and if you enjoy Facebook, hop on over there and say hi!


Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Strict Consequences Out Now & Exclusive Excerpt! #gay #BDSM #romance #NewRelease

Strict Consequences, my short story from the His Rules BDSM anthology is out running around all on its own now. This shortie has a loose connection to the Kiss of Leather series, since it partly takes place in Jordan's Club Consequence. I also want to mention that this is one of my all-time favorite covers, Posh Gosh did an excellent job! Here's the blurb:

One proposition, one night. Could it be the beginning of a forever after for a Master and sub?

Garson teaches poetry and literature at the local college, but what he does on his own time is much different. His need for pain and dominance is strong, but his fear of letting go is stronger. He won’t let any Dom touch him sexually, and his other hard limits are even more extreme. But lately, his one hour a week sessions haven’t been satisfying him anywhere near enough.

Jarvis finds the bookish and reserved Garson captivating. His love of extreme pain is thrilling. But there’s also a hedonistic wanton hiding beneath the surface of the detached sub, and Jarvis aches to be the one who sets him free. After waiting for a year to crack Garson’s carefully controlled surface, Jarvis conceives of a plan.

Garson knows he shouldn’t give in to Jarvis’ proposition that they spend an evening getting to know each other, but the reward of unlimited time in Jarvis’ dungeon is much too tempting. Or is it actually Jarvis who’s the most tempting thing of all?
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Exclusive Excerpt 

Jarvis had better whip the shit out of me after all this. All the talking and questions and sharing had him practically crawling out of his skin. What made it worse was that he’d caught himself, a few times, forgetting what the boundaries he’d placed on their relationship were and had not only laughed along with a story Jarvis had told, but then offered up his own similar tale.

I’ve lost it.

He’d been so careful to keep himself shielded ever since his last Dom, Alan, had unceremoniously dumped him. But the pull Jarvis had on him was unlike anything he’d experienced. Spending the evening together the way they were had done exactly what he’d always feared—it made him want to drop his shields even more, leaving him open to certain heartbreak.

Garson sucked in a deep breath. All he had to do was get through the next thirty minutes of whatever it was that Jarvis was trying to accomplish with the whole dinner and chitchat thing, then he could get the beating he so desperately needed. Good rush of endorphins along with a dose of sweating and yelling, and I’ll be fine. He tended to avoid spankings—they were too personal. However, since they weren’t a hard limit, it was possible Jarvis could opt for that. It’d been one of the things he’d had to loosen up on in the beginning. With so many restrictions on his part, it’d been difficult to find quality Doms to play with.

But since Jarvis was adept at all types of impact play and had bragged at how well-equipped his personal dungeon was, Garson was hopeful he’d choose one of the many other methods available.

As soon as he returns from the restroom, maybe I can subtly hint that we should start wrapping things up.

Except he doubted that Jarvis—more than any of the Doms he’d ever met—could be herded in a direction he didn’t want to go. He glanced up as Jarvis wound his way around the tables from the other side of the restaurant. He swallowed hard at the sight, his length hardening in the denim jeans he’d changed into back at the club. Since Garson avoided personal relationships and sexual interludes, he’d never considered what his ‘type’ was. 

Jarvis. If I were to have a type, it would be Jarvis.

He lowered his head, his hands twisting in his lap even more than when he’d been in Jarvis’ car. It was bad enough that Jarvis had undoubtedly noticed then, he couldn’t imagine how much goofier he’d appear if Jarvis caught him doing it in the restaurant.

Jarvis pulled out his chair, and Garson could swear he angled it a bit closer to him as he took his seat.

“Dessert?”

Garson shook his head. “No, thank you. But I wouldn’t mind a cappuccino, if that’s all right.”
It would serve a dual purpose. Give him a jolt of caffeine as well as give him something to fiddle with.

“Of course, Garson. Whatever you’d like.”

Jarvis offered him a smile, the warmth going to his eyes, and Garson’s breath hitched. Keep it together. After signaling to the waiter then ordering them both the coffee, Jarvis returned his attention to him. He wished he had something to keep his hands busy right then.

“That was quite a story about Pugsy. I bet the little dog was a great companion to your mother while you were away at college.”

A wave of emotion washed over him. Dammit. Exactly why I hate getting to know people. He had his good friend, Ben, from high school, who knew everything there was to know about Garson’s pathetic childhood. It wasn’t necessary to relive all the painful highlights with his buddy.

Jarvis reached over then laid his hand on top of Garson’s. He snatched it back, Jarvis’ expression one of shock.

“I apologize.” The concern etched on Jarvis’ face was clear. “I acted from instinct, without thinking. I know you don’t like affection.”

Jarvis’ words struck him like a blow to the gut. Is that what everyone thinks? Just because I prefer to keep to myself… I sound like a…a cold-hearted ass. “I never said I didn’t like affection.” Garson needed that coffee. Need it now. He couldn’t keep his hands still and he’d added fist clenching to his repertoire. “Just because I specify no expressions of affection on my list of limits, that doesn’t mean that, in general, I don’t like…” He frowned. “That I’m not a…” Shit. How else would Jarvis interpret that?

He let out a big sigh then allowed himself to lock eyes with Jarvis. It was uncomfortable, made his heart beat too fast, but he felt bad for pushing Jarvis away when all he’d done was offer a simple act of human comfort. He placed one shaking hand back on the table.

“It’s been a while since I wrote up that list. Perhaps it would be a good idea to go over it, maybe change a few things?”

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Monday, August 1, 2016

The Cellar by Author TM Smith now available in audiobook! @TTCBooksandmore #gayromance #lgbt



It's time to learn the truth about what happened that day in The Cellar.
Taryn and Thanos are the formidable Ambassadors of House Orion. Taryn was born into power, bred from birth to lead the people of Greece along with his sister Theresa. Thanos was never a part of his mothers' plan. The son of a fisherman was not a suitable match for the son of Greece as far as their mothers' were concerned, but Taryn usually gets his way.
The Cellar is the story of how these two men met and fell in love, and what lengths Taryn went to, to ensure he kept his man. This novella also contains a more detailed accounting of what happened the night Raven and Tanis went for a walk on the beach, and the adult version ofMistletoe and Mayhem that was initially released as a free short through Goodreads.
The Cellar is much like the deleted scenes from your favorite movie. I've taken several scenes that were either cut short or removed from the book Appearances, and elaborated on them to create the short, sexy, and steamy novella.


Buy links: Amazon Audio | Audible 

Listen to the first 5 minutes here

Brought to life by Narrator Greg Boudreaux

Schedule and links...


August 1st – 
TTC Books and More {Schedule & Links}
Morticia Knight{Spotlight}

August 2nd
Molly Lolly {Spotlight}

August 3rd
The Purple Rose Teahouse {Spotlight & Excerpt only}
Prism Book Alliance {Review & Guest Post}

August 4th
Open Skye Book Reviews {Review & Playlist}

August 5th
The O’Raven Chronicles {Spotlight only}

August 6th

August 7th







A military brat born and raised at Ft. Benning Georgia; TM Smith is an avid reader, reviewer and writer. A Texas transplant, she now calls DFW her home. Most days she can be found curled up with a good book, or ticking away on her next novel.



Smith is a single mom of three disturbingly outspoken and decidedly different kids, one of which is Autistic. Besides her writing, she is passionate about Autism advocacy and LGBT rights. Because, seriously people, Love is Love!



Author links: Amazon || ARe || Smashwords || Website || Facebook || Twitter 


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Author Q&A Part I:

Where are you from, and where do you call home?
I was born and raised in Georgia until I was 24. I was born military and married military so when my ex got out of the Army, we moved to Texas and I’ve been here ever since.

What inspired you to start writing?
I love to read, and the more I read fiction and fantasy, I started coming up with different outlandish stories in my head. One day I decided to sit down and try to turn it into something. The rest, as they say, is history.

How long have you been writing?
I started writing Opposites in 2010. So, 6 years now.

What advice would you give a new writer just starting out?
Be very sure that this is what you want to do, because for every fan you find, there will be a hater lingering in the background. Overall, the LGBT writing community is an amazing group of people. There has to be a few bad apples though, and the negativity occasionally hits you where it hurts. You just have to let it roll off and keep going. There is one rule to live by if you want to be an Author, never engage the crazy. Comment and leave praise for those positive reviews all day long. But do not, I repeat, do not comment on a negative review, ever! It never ends well.